darlings we *Are* enjoying 2014 already especially now everyone seems to be “Back At School” (for some reason we felt like the smart orphan who had to board during the hols because her rich relatives were in zurich sorting out the family misfortunes and so spent one’s time with the janitor learning how to play … Continue reading beatles covers, mozart mash-ups and photographing scrapbooks.
if you hadn’t already guessed, we are Terribly Type A (and thus Organized/organised/neat). so the entire surgery and Tobias the tumours/tumors hideousness is now catalogued and Scrapbooked and…….ready to be mined for inspiration. the dummy of the book is en route through the US Postal System so we can proof and then show to Interested … Continue reading scrapbooking a la Cecil.
whenever team gloria feels a bit freaked out, we scrapbook. not in that martha-stewart-special-satiny-pens-and-stuck-on-flower-decals-midwest-momma-way. although there’s nothing wrong with that. we’d love to be in a cozy kitchen outside michigan with some ladies from the local coffee klatch talking about school gossip and what-doreen-did-last-night. rather than eating raw vegetables (yeah, the greek salad/jet lag meal … Continue reading scrapbooking (in a Cecil Beaton way) danny la rue and meg ryan
darlings who-we-are-in-RL was on the Radio today (and we see that’s there another Broadcast in the wee small hours of the morning in case you missed it). we did not Catch the Show because we had driven all the way to the Pacific Ocean and along the coastal road and turned right up Topanga Canyon and, … Continue reading The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there
darlings well. it’s almost here. 2014 is *waiting* in the wings, adjusting its tulle wings and making sure the coronet is on properly and a list of Adventures to be had in the script – one last quick scan of its Lines – and a quick peek into the audience behind the stage manager’s left … Continue reading The Year Of Living Gloriously.
hello, darlings. memories are precious things but sometimes they are just Moments that one is living and then suddenly they are forgotten. unless one faithfully records in a moleskine notebook and remembers to scrapbook every three months or so – in a Cecil Beaton sort of a way or an Albert Hadley style of reliving and … Continue reading m e m o r i e s.
darlings we WEPT at the last page of A Very Private Eye: an autobiography in diaries and letters as Miss. Pym writes her last Christmas Card to Philip Larkin (december 1979) and then there’s a small note, in italics, from her sister, Hilary, or Miss Hazel Holt her literary executor. she died on 11 january 1980 … Continue reading in praise of miss. barbara pym with pictures of england by teamgloria
darlings “Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” Anais Nin aren’t there are So Many Fascinating spirits out there on the interweb? – and we’ve been meeting many of them through the Questions that … Continue reading (even more) curiously fascinating spirits on the interweb….
darlings are you having a delicious saturday? are you Trapped Under Snow on the east coast? we saw the live-picture-feed via the interweb of the Nemo Blizzard. Peter showed us the View from his Room (which, coincidentally is where we took These) Eleanor sent word of walking-through-the-Blizzard. elsewhere: george shared a Most Interesting link to NPR’s program(me) … Continue reading inspired by others.
darlings A full day. Much magic. A lot of Writing (sending the completed YA novel to our Agent on Monday – a book which has a working title of “Emerald” but will probably be called Emerald’s Adventures at a Terribly British Boarding School – for clarity and because we have already started writing the one … Continue reading walking, talking, inspiring over tacos.